We left police examiners at the horrifying accident scene as another officer drove us to the hospital. I remember him wiping away tears. Family members soon arrived to share our shock and sorrow. My husband went to see our children, my daughter already dead. Her arm was severed on impact when the car hit the rear of the van where she sat. I could not bear to see her or my fatally injured six-year-old son.
That night my surviving young son, my husband and I slept in the family room. We did so for a few weeks after the accident. I have heard this from other parents although I am not sure why.
We were unable to retire to our own room as though our family was still whole.